Jasfoup opened the book, the yellowed pages so brittle with age that the edges crumbles as his white cotton gloves touched them. Pages of Aramaic text flew past under his fingertips until he came to the text relating to possessions.
"Under exceptional circumstances, the corpse can be reanimated by the spirit of the deceased, though this is not recommended as it generally leads to increased suffering as the deceased experiences the dissolution of their own body."
"Yes. I get that." Jasfoup flicked through several pages. "But why has it happened at all and why now?" He flicked through several more pages looking for a reference to 'exceptional circumstances' but found nothing.
"You know this tome is almost priceless," said Harold, pulling up a chair on the opposite side of the reading table. "What are you looking for?"
"I've got a dead woman possessing her own corpse," said Jasfoup. "She's in denial but it's going to get messy."
"Possessing her own corpse? Doesn't that make her a—"
"Zombie. Yes. I need to know why, and why it's happened now. Corpses walking isn't supposed to happen until the apocalypse."
"The End of Days? Already?"
"Don't be ridiculous. It's not the End of Days."
"How can you be sure?"
"I'd have seen it in Google Calendar."